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 Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2015 1:01 pm
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It wasn't every day he could even call on anyone to spar and most were found through seeing who was around on the fields. This meant lots of time spent sparring alone and looking around. Being able to call ANYONE really was nice. His phone felt comfortably heavy with having someone to talk to.
He waited for Horace, feeling pleasant on a cool day in Deus, a rare treat.
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2015 1:53 pm
[[note: this spar is backdated to before Lawr & Horace heckied things up]]
Horace liked sparring hunters who had long-range weapons - it was like a fun game of chase and try to trip and corner. He was a little apprehensive abut sparring Melvin if only because the other man seemed to dislike being touched and Horace was very much a contact fighter. Despite his misgivings, he was down at the sparring field in minutes, bright-eyed and ready to go.
"Hey, Melvin!" He called out. "You ready to get this show on the road?" With a low hiss, Jannisari appeared on his fists.
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MoonKitsune rolled 2 10-sided dice:
1, 9
Total: 10 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2015 3:10 pm
"Yeah, been wanting to spar with someone all week. Gets a bit rough trying to go for anyone around. Feel like the last guy on a dodgeball team trying to get on a side."
He summoned Saliva, a dark red, segmented gun that glowed with green runics. Distance was vital and he already started to back away, watching Horace and how he would move in response. His main advantage was to keep Horace away while he plucked away at his health.
"Let's see what you're packing." He said with a smile, firing a shot in his direction.
HP: 50/50
DMG: 4
CHRG: 1/3
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The Semblance of Unity rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 3
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2015 3:25 pm
Horace watched warily as Melvin backed away, trying to move close, but not too close. The shot skittered across his shield - a solid hit and he lurched forward. Ease into it, he told himself, don't tangle yourself in his clothing off the bat. Instead he opted for one neat hit against Melvin's shoulder before circling around to the back of the other hunter.
HP: 36/40
DMG: 5
CHG: 1/3
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MoonKitsune rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 3
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2015 3:47 pm
The hit to the shoulder threw him off, and he had to regain a stronger grip on Saliva. He stepped back, turning about as best he could to see Horace again. The hunter had made a smart move to hit and then sweep from behind, out of Melvin's eyesight and range. Not only was he close, but behind him that turning around left him with a hard angle to fire.
Firing, he had the only blessing that the short distance meant the hit from the plasma round was stronger, but if it had been any other distance, it would have barely done anything.
He turned about to try and make Horace in front of his again and quickly stepped back as much as the short opportunity would allow.
"I see what you're doing." He commented with a smile.
Horace at least was familiar enough with his weapon to get what moves worked best for him.
HP: 45/50
DMG: 5
CHRG: 2/3
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The Semblance of Unity rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 8
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2015 3:58 pm
He grinned. "And what exactly am I doing?" Melvin's shot hit and he huffed out a breath. Good. He hated spars where people swung at the air or didn't put any thought into them. Melvin moved with a kind of preciseness he expected; even the odd angle hadn't pulled him too far off. Moving quickly (he'd watched Peyton - speed paid off, even in a body as lumbering as his), he knocked Saliva out of the way and aimed lower. One fist glancing caught along Melvin's hip, the other into his gut.
"You long-range types are hard."
HP: 31/40
DMG: 5
CHG: 2/3
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MoonKitsune rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 2
Total: 7 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2015 4:14 pm
And that was the hard part of guns. Anyone who attacked his arms, got too close, and showed Saliva away threw his grip off, and it was hard to guard a gun. This close, Horace's knuckles sparked against his shield, matching Melvin's own shots each time he fired.
This time, he was throw off and nearly lost his grip to Saliva, He only barely managed to regain his hold, but Horace was still far too close, hitting his hip and gut. Despite pressing against his shield, it still stung and he felt the quick pressure hit against him.
He aimed, but the angle was far too sharp for him to get close enough and precise enough to make a good hit. Instead, he admitted that this was just too close quarters to be any use, and quick started to race to the right, watching Horace and trying to keep the man away as he got a stronger grip on Saliva.
Horace was purposely going for his grim and his aim and those were now two things he had to keep his focus on; Keeping Horace away and keeping his grip strong. If he dropped Saliva, he was a sitting duck.
"Can say the same for close range. You won't get rid of Saliva that easily."
HP: 40/50
DMG: 1
CHRG: 3/3
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The Semblance of Unity rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 2
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2015 4:35 pm
His hands reached out as Melvin tried to slip away, spikes scoring just barely down his shield. Jesus wept, but long range was hard once they got running. Horace tried to take off after him.
"Can't keep running forever!"
HP: 30/40
DMG: 1
CHG: 3/3
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MoonKitsune rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 3
Total: 8 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2015 4:39 pm
"I can run for as long as it takes. You're the only one at a disadvantage." Actually that wasn't true. Running meant he had to aim with a moving target while he was moving. It was beyond hard to line up when your arm was bouncing and your target could bob and weave out of the way.
The important thing was that he could at least make shots and nick the hunter while, if he kept his distance, Horace could not. That was his plan of action for now.
He fired again.
HP: 39/50
DMG: 2
CHRG: 3/3
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The Semblance of Unity rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 8
Total: 14 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2015 4:43 pm
He could run, but Horace knew that eventually, Melvin would slow, take a shot. Or he would stumble. Maybe it'd be a game of endurance, stretched across the length of the field. The thought made Horace's grin turn sharp for a second. And then the moment cane - Melvin turned, shot. The energy burst across his shield; it burned briefly and he sped up through it.
"Disadsvantage?" he almost purred. His hand fisted in the hem of Melvin's sweater, his foot hooked around his ankle. Horace pulled, swept, punched just so up under Melvin's ribs in an attempt to get him on the ground. If he was on the ground, Horace would hold most of the advantage.
HP: 26/40
DMG: 8
CHG: 3/3
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MoonKitsune rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 5
Total: 14 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2015 6:21 pm
He had to steady his shot and when his shot hit, there was that flutter of excitement on managing to nick at his shield. That was until he saw Horace actually raced into the hit and threw his body forward into a straight run, B-lining it right for him.
Startled, he didn't have time to run away and raised his gun to try another shot, but Horace was already in front of him. Grabbing his sweater into his hands, he yanked at the soft yarn before throwing his fist right into his gut, making him bend over, but just as he curled in, he felt the pressure against the back of his leg before the sky swirled up and his back hit grass.
Coughing, he slapped his other hand against Saliva, steadying it as much as he could, and pointing at an angle with his arms straight, fired at Horace. "s**t move!" Well, it was shitty for him, but he'd show Horace that getting too close to a gun had consequences.
HP: 31/50
DMG: 8 Cause Melvin seems to have a hard-on for matching Horace's rolls
CHRG: 3/3
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The Semblance of Unity rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 3
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2015 6:55 pm
All of the breath left him in one exultant rush. It hurt, even with his shield, and in that there was a certain kind of brightness. Horace laughed. "s**t move? I think I did alright. Got you on your back, after all." There was, of course, the urge to pin Melvin and drive his fist into the other man's shield until he felt it come apart in his hands. It was what he wanted; it was what the Doctor wanted. Well, of a sort - she wanted blood, to feel the make-up of Melvin in the most intimate way. He ignored her dry hiss. Leaning down, he gripped Melvin's arm and roughly hauled him to his feet, twisting his arm a bit as he did so. Horace wanted a fair fight, mostly. As soon as Melvin was back up, Horace was off, zigzagging behind a nearby dummy. HP: 18/40 DMG: 3 CHG: 3/3
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MoonKitsune rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 6
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2015 5:24 pm
"Bet you don't get to say that often." He teased back, stepping back after he was hauled back up roughly. "Don't go easy on me. I might not be the type who throws people down, but I've got the endurance to withstand."
Horace went around weaving between the dummies, but it was a mistake to give Melvin distance. Smiling, he had the opportunity to slowly walk and take aim, following Horace as he ran and trying to predict his path.
"Gotta try harder than that." He called out as he fired, hitting the other hunter. He couldn't help give a cocky little smile at his good aim. Distance, moving target, and dummy obstacles. He had to admit, that was pretty impressive.
HP: 28/50
DMG: 7
CHRG: 3/3
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The Semblance of Unity rolled 8 4-sided dice:
1, 2, 4, 2, 4, 4, 1, 1
Total: 19 (8-32)
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2015 5:36 pm
"Yeah, there are other positions I prefer," he called out lightly, darting between dummies. He struck his tekkos together, watching that small spark glow and star and then - Melvin's shot him him full on. It scattered his concentration, breaking his charge. He cursed. "Not bad, I guess," he taunted. As always, Horace was the type to goad and goad and force the other person the shred his shield and leave him a melted pile on the field. Melvin was no exception. He tried to circle around the other hunter, get closer again. HP: 11/40 DMG: failureeee CHG: 0/3
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MoonKitsune rolled 2 10-sided dice:
1, 5
Total: 6 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2015 6:54 am
"You mean like flat on your a** because that's were I'm sending you." He called back and started to sidestep to keep turning and keeping Horace in his line of sight. He has been hoping he'd stay at a distance by his own choice. Instead, he was making him a tad dizzy and forced Melvin to keep sidestepping and repositioning.
"Now you're getting annoying." He said, firing and missing completely.
HP: 28/50
DMG: Nope!
CHRG: 3/3
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